 This is the last will and testament of Waldo Aloysius McGlynn, who departs this world foully murdered by his enemies. Quiet, Waldo. You haven't been poisoned. Then what's in them eggs? Nitroglycerin. The explosive? I had dynamite for me breakfast. In minute quantities, yes. Someone put nitroglycerin in the eggs? No, the chickens that laid these eggs put it in. Oh, Nick, are you joking? I'm not. These eggs were laid by chemical chickens.